[He'd only been passing by Paws about Town and gotten vaguely distracted by the robocats.
Honestly it's a little surprising to him that Frederick seems to care so much about making sure he finds what he wants. They're perfect strangers. Maybe that's a little obvious in the way he's looking at the other man. Confused and a little hesitant.]
I think you are probably right. There must be some. [Caleb shrugs.] I don't have any gold anyway.
[ Call it old-fashioned and (quite frankly) outdated chivalry, call it nosiness from a knight with too much time on his hands. Either way, Frederick continues hovering in Caleb's general aura, expression more serious than it ought to be for something as commonplace as a heartache over a pet from home.
A heartache he can do nothing about, a fact he is quickly coming to realize. ]
I suppose not. But perhaps the Natha might be willing to somehow return your cat to you, if you wait long enough.
[ He's still not sure how Clair managed to get her pegasus back, but surely something similar could happen in this man's case? ]
[Caleb nods at that response. That's generally what he's gathered. He waits.]
I believe if they trust me enough, I will be able to summon him again.
[Anyway. It feels like Frederick's earnest answers and his (maybe) misplaced chivalry deserve some more politeness than what Caleb's been giving him, so finally he sticks out a hand.]
[ Compared to some of the strangers he's met so far in his life - in both Ylisse and Nysa alike - Caleb may as well be a saint.
Frederick's reign of chivalry continues, and he takes the offered hand and gives it a firm shake, coupling it with a shallow bow. ]
Frederick of Ylisse. [ No last name, because what are last names in Fire Emblem! ] It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mr. Widogast.
[ No last names, only formality for days. ]
I do hope you're able to find a suitable replacement, or something else to tide you through your days. It can be difficult going through life without having your loved ones by your side.
[ Even if said loved one is....a cat and he doesn't understand the concept of pets. ]
[Caleb can be...polite. He had manners once and knew how to use them. Still does and still can. It's just more taxing now than it used to be. But in the short term, he does alright. (A saint though....hah.)
The corner of his mouth quirks a little at the bow. People don't usually give him that much courtesy. It's...a little weird.]
I do have two...friends who woke up at the same time that I did. So I'm not alone completely.
[He wouldn't ever call Nott or Molly (definitely not Molly) loved ones....to anyone's face. Even though Nott is....the dearest person to him.
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intro log #6 - Frederick
I...have not looked.
[He'd only been passing by Paws about Town and gotten vaguely distracted by the robocats.
Honestly it's a little surprising to him that Frederick seems to care so much about making sure he finds what he wants. They're perfect strangers. Maybe that's a little obvious in the way he's looking at the other man. Confused and a little hesitant.]
I think you are probably right. There must be some. [Caleb shrugs.] I don't have any gold anyway.
And it still wouldn't be my cat.
[Wait...that sounds a little rude. Okay.]
Thank you, though. Again.
[For...caring? Nailed it.]
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A heartache he can do nothing about, a fact he is quickly coming to realize. ]
I suppose not. But perhaps the Natha might be willing to somehow return your cat to you, if you wait long enough.
[ He's still not sure how Clair managed to get her pegasus back, but surely something similar could happen in this man's case? ]
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I believe if they trust me enough, I will be able to summon him again.
[Anyway. It feels like Frederick's earnest answers and his (maybe) misplaced chivalry deserve some more politeness than what Caleb's been giving him, so finally he sticks out a hand.]
Caleb Widogast.
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Frederick's reign of chivalry continues, and he takes the offered hand and gives it a firm shake, coupling it with a shallow bow. ]
Frederick of Ylisse. [ No last name, because what are last names in Fire Emblem! ] It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mr. Widogast.
[ No last names, only formality for days. ]
I do hope you're able to find a suitable replacement, or something else to tide you through your days. It can be difficult going through life without having your loved ones by your side.
[ Even if said loved one is....a cat and he doesn't understand the concept of pets. ]
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[Caleb can be...polite. He had manners once and knew how to use them. Still does and still can. It's just more taxing now than it used to be. But in the short term, he does alright. (A saint though....hah.)
The corner of his mouth quirks a little at the bow. People don't usually give him that much courtesy. It's...a little weird.]
I do have two...friends who woke up at the same time that I did. So I'm not alone completely.
[He wouldn't ever call Nott or Molly (definitely not Molly) loved ones....to anyone's face. Even though Nott is....the dearest person to him.
Frumpkin definitely is a loved one, though.]